You look likea secret I keepin my pocket,like the words tryingto slip off my tongue,like the elephantthat follows meinto every roomAnd I did thinkyou looked familiarbut it might bethat you look like me,like the piece that only I seethat I hide out of courtesyto myself and everyone elseYou look likethe smell of gasoline,like a pointless... Continue Reading →

I had a thirty-pound heart, but it was never what you wanted. After all, it was not something you could mount on a wall, put on display to show your friends, sell online when you needed money. I would be lying if I said I did not see it coming, but I was not afraid.... Continue Reading →